Anomaly Of Warcraft

Why did Miss Talesa Foxton appear on the wall of Dunhold? Everyone, can anyone tell me this question? "

"Your Majesty, it's family leave."

"Um?"

"Miss Taresa and her parents are Crickmore's domestic servants."

Hahahaha, this damn feudal system is so "sweet", my vassal's vassals are not my vassals, and my servant's parents are naturally not my servants.

Carlos felt very tired of Crickmore's use of a woman's head as revenge.

But looking at it from the commanding heights of morality, Clerkmore did not make any mistakes.

Collusion with orcs, private prisoners of war, what sin?

Treason!

How to punish?

Beheaded in public! ! !

Carlos has no reason to be troubled because of this incident. If he wants to express his position, he even has to give a medal to the dead Clerkmore.

As for why the little maid that I once thought of Taresa, the little maid I asked for from Crickmore, would die on the wall, who is trampling on her authority...

It's not important anymore.

It’s not difficult to find out. Clerkmore is just an officer in the Kingdom of Lordaeron and a warden. It sounds better to be called the "master" of Dunhold Castle, but his status is actually very low.

Before the orc moved, he could not refuse the request of an Alterac "great nobleman".

But after learning that Thrall was leading the orc rebellion, Crickmore ordered his servant, Miss Tallesa's father Foxton, to write a fake critical illness notice by hand.

So Talesa, who didn't know the calculation behind her, returned to the place where she grew up, and set foot on the end of death.

Although the matter was not big, it would even hurt his reputation if he continued to investigate it.

But Carlos was very sad.

Not just because of the death of an "innocent" woman, but an indescribable feeling.

Carlos feels very uncomfortable in his heart, things shouldn't be like this, I don't want this kind of result...

But all this has no value to care about.

Thrall's messenger has arrived.

An old orc with a mouth full of fangs and only five teeth volunteered to find the patrol cavalry of the Alliance holding a tattered tribal battle flag, and told the humans in a skillful common language that he was the special envoy of the new orc chief. , To meet the human commander.

The young cavalry didn't feel too much about the banner of the tribe, so they didn't take the banner of the weak old orc.

So when this orc walked into Carlos's commanding tent with the unskinned "Y"-shaped tree branch against the banner of the tribe, the generals under Carlos boiled!

For a moment, even the divine power of the Moon God could not suppress Carlos's surging anger.

Hundreds of thousands of people fought bloody battles, and millions of people died in the war. The terrifying tribe that mankind was defeated by uniting for the first time after the disintegration of the Arathor Empire... is it resurrected?

This is not as simple as a banner.

Perhaps Thrall needs a name to unite the orc compatriots who have just been rescued.

Perhaps Orgrim angered his opponent to find a way to break the game.

Or maybe it's just the old orc's own opinion.

The truth is no longer important.

Because Carlos, the generals who had dyed their youth with blood in order to resist the orcs didn't allow it.

"What does your warchief want you to bring?"

"Are you the supreme commander of the alliance?"

"I'm."

"You are too young to look like."

"I'm Carlos Barov, you should have heard my name."

"..."

Carlos suppressed the excitement of his subordinates with his majesty.

Therefore, the old orc told Thrall that he wanted to negotiate terms with the Alliance using the human captives of Dunhold Castle as a bargaining chip.

"Tell Thrall, I'm allowed."

"The tribe greets you..."

"Before you die, do you have any requirements?"

The old orc was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why the man who was still calm just now suddenly turned his face.

But soon, the old orc was relieved.

Isn't this a matter of course, otherwise I wouldn't be vying for this mission.

Let young people live.

The old orc turned his head and glanced at the banner that had been used as a mat, blanket, and shroud, and said without fear, "Let me eat my last meal."

"I won't ask your name, please satisfy him."

Carlos said the first half of the sentence to the fearless old orc, and the latter was a command to his own people.

The guard soldiers of Dunhold Castle who were captured because of their tactics cannot be abandoned. They shouldn't die.

So Carlos decided to trade with the new chief of the tribe.

But the orcs must not let go. After returning to captives, Carlos will launch a stormy battle to break the hope of any orc tribe's resurgence.

Thrall is dead, it's useless if Elune comes, I said Carlos.

The huge emotional impact briefly broke through the will-distorting effect of the Moon God's power on Carlos.

Although this state quickly stabilized, the shackle that Elune left on Carlos was broken by a small corner.

"Why do you want to do this? You know it will anger humanity!"

Thrall felt incomprehensible about Orgrim sending someone to the human beings to die, so he asked loudly.

"Your understanding of that man is one-sided, and I fought him. You can't leave without irritating him. The terrain of Dunhold is a huge trap, and we jumped down stupidly, though I don't know what the other side wants to do."

"We have 200,000 people!"

"Back then, I gave two hundred thousand orcs to add oil to death without blinking my eyes, BOY, you are still very tender."

"But there is no need to anger humanity, we can..."

Orgrimmar interrupted Thrall's remarks.

"The man who chased us was named Carlos Barov. I didn't think he was so good back then. At most he was a fairly good commander in platoon. But after so many years, the commander who was better than him died. , Then he becomes the most terrifying one. You can’t lead everyone on without paying the price.”

"Forget it, it has happened, I will find a way to support it longer after things get worse, you have to..."

"No, Thrall, my boy, let me stay with this old thing."

"Say it before, let me first..."

Orgrim shook his head, slowly untied his legendary black armor, placed it neatly on the ground, took out the Doomhammer, and handed the hammer handle to Thrall.

"I'm old and you are still young, it's time for me to do something for you

Orgrim said bitterly.

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